Heh, according to the comic's writer, no one knows how he got there, but the author feels it's not only plausible but likely for "impossible" animals like him to exist.
They don't let him roam about entirely freely, by my understanding. He's permitted some amount of freedom, but is closely watched/controlled by a secret branch of the US government that was created specifically to do so (as well as other secrety things).
But yeah, no, he's not a genetic experiment or clone or anything, he's a totally natural Smilodon, except he evolved the ability to talk somehow.
I love the detail work! Soft petable (yes, that's a word...I made it up! ) fur with what appears to be 'agouti' type markings, shiny reflections in the floor, textured walls scarred up from long use, and bright lights overhead.
I get the impression the feline is kind of disappointed that the guy in fatigues doesn't see him, one warrior to another.
Thank you very much And yes, pettable should definitely be a word :b :3 Heh, that's a neat interpretation of the soldier/cat relation, but I suppose the saber does look pretty grumpy, and would be up for a fight :b
I was just waiting for the cat to reach out and *bap!* someone - probably the soldier - to say; "Notice me, dammit!"
Kinda looks like the cat was muttering to himself about the lack of "SA", (situation awareness,) amongst humans who were supposed to be better trained for such! And probably wondering just how the bald ape managed to survive this long!
If he ever got hungry there, it wouldn't be for long. Bald apes don't run very fast compared to the feline, nor are their 'natural' armaments very impressive. Felines, after all, have points on 5 of their 6 ends! And a cat over 6' would weigh at least a ton, so one *Bap!* from him would be an instant kill. (And possibly instant filet, depending if he had claws out or not!)
I remember being in the Smithsonian museum of natural history, and standing under a taxidermy-d Siberian Tiger poised in mid-leap. I was looking up at an extended forepaw that was larger than my head! I figured at the time that the cat would consider me a mere appetizer, he was so big! (I understand that species averages near 390 lbs/177 kilos for an adult male, and I don't quite hit 100 lbs/45.4 kilos bare foot and wet!) I was in awe of that cat, and stared at it for several minutes before I could bring myself to check out the rest of the displays.
*chortles* Well, once you pick up your instant filets from the grocery store, I've got a lovely green peppercorn cream sauce recipe, if you're interested! *impudent grin*
Those big cats are definitely impressive! And yet, I'd still like to cuddle one, tho I know that would only result in them getting a quick snack and me exiting this life. Ah well, I have tiger plushies. Not nearly as big, but much safer to cuddle!